Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.

People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain! If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.

Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.

If you are looking for a friend who is faultless, you will be friendless.

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.

My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.